Today, it was Clara's turn to get her brush on. She gets huge credit for following my strict instructions to not paint on top of Trevi's part, even though it was torturing her to see "his messy scribbles that don't look like anything". My dream is to eventually cover this surface with some kind of mosaic, but that project is low on the list, right between "dust the leaves on all the plants" and "rework the nation's economic stimulus package".
Berbs is oblivious to color changes, or any other kinds of changes in the house. Case in point: While taking his daily nap on Trevor's bed, he didn't notice that this was not actually Trevor's bed, but just a pile of Trevor's blankets that had been dragged out and left on the living room floor.
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